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Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Reflections & Recollections

Reflected Me- A few years before retirement, on one of our usual camping vacations, I talked my hubby into making an appointment with a local realtor to see what was available up in the area.We looked at 5 homes, revisiting the first one twice. We then went back to the campsite, did some math, and the next day purchased our (at the time) vacation/retirement home! (And you think your significant other buys silly souvenirs!)The next couple of years, each vacation week was spent hauling little used (and sometimes new) furniture up to the house in the used truck we bought, which we called "The Green Monster."The Green Monster began dying shortly before the final move, and why not- it was very old and temperamental.We finally had to buy a new truck to finish up the move, and because (we learned) there's no garbage service up here so we have to do it ourselves!The picture above is one of the few photos we have of the old Green Monster, and me too.

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cheesecakey-Oh yes, muscle cars! I used to have a '68 Firebird (sort of a knockoff of a Camaro.)The Big Green Monster looked like something you'd see in an episode of "Lassie." You know the one- where Lassie guides Timmy's father (from the front seat of course) to the infamous well in which Timmy has fallen!

squirl-Our Big Green Monster was built in 1971, and there were no automatic features, so steering and braking was quite a chore. The suspension was shot, making each trip a sort of a carnival ride.It had previously lived in New Mexico and probably didn't like our snaky mountain roads.